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About The west shore. (Portland, Or.) 1875-1891 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 1, 1887)
850 THE WEST SHORE. been blown sligbtly away from one pane life, with a wild cry of warning. But; by the violent gale, even at that awful moment, he distinctly " I will surprise them," he said, softly saw the engineer shake his head, and happily ; and with a heart full of Down the mountain side, plunging, love and trust for his wife, and good tearing, rolling over and over, went the will for his friend, he forced his way noble engine, "Sixty-three;" and with it, through the huge drift to the window, crushed beneath its iron weight, went Hia glance first took in the bright, the man who loved it, after his vife, home picture ; the lavender walls, the better than anything els6 on earth, pictures, the shaded lamp, the rosy glow He was still alive, when, an hour later of the firelight over all. they found him ; but horribly crushed Lida was still sitting in her low and dying. His mind was quite clear, chair, but her attitude was no longer "Never to let them know," he kept re listless. Before her stood her husband's peating to himself, friend. What he was saying could not They asked, with tears in their voices, be heard; but Jack Leavett did not need if they should try to get him home, to hear. While he still looked, Jim An awful shiver shook his powerful bent suddenly, passionately, over the form. PrL "Home!" he repeated with a sob. A terrible sound escaped the watcher's " Home! " Then, knowing that the end lips. His hands convulsively clenched ; was near, and finding now no anger in great veins stood out like iron ropes up- his great heart against those two who on hia forehead. He tried to reach his had, all unintentionally-he felt sure of hip-pocket, but he was powerless to lift thai, from what he had seen-wronged an arm And in that moment Haslyn him, he spoke, slowly and falteringly, touched the girl's dark hair with pas- to the one among them he trusted most mom to hp and rushed from the room. Tell her," he said, " that I died con As the door closed behind him, Lida tent, because I never could have made lid down from her chair to the floor, her happy. Not but what she was all and lay there, as quiet as any dead thing, that a true and tender wife should be, How long Jack Leavett stood there, John-you all know that ; but that she ho llTn nat d ?nce 1)6611 hi9 t delicate and refined for a rough ver ll n ,8gaiD' he feUW like me' 1 en tea W f ur Irn 6 IT 7 arU8ed 8tart 10 her eteyes, John, all because LlTJ l 11 J !f The 1 har8tlK because I forgot her strong, stubborn sense of duty that had birthday " Ptcn him the reputation of being the Once more he spoke, ChSr l ?iVfU " Tdl Jim e name with S WalDOt aD eff0rt' aDd 68 th mory of that anftl W tried friendship rushedLr him, all that wa8s near I Zonh o'S T 't" Haggercxl forth into the blinding If . trU9 akay8 ing storm-a shipwrecked man t , J T " h 7 Sixbrl:tor!atthetoP&0f thehill, logout, and instiSSpSJ Im - ahead C time! Ella Higgixsox.